Comfort

Sweet lies with balances
Fictional palaces
More than before
Shatter galore

Blinds me on the usual
Perfectly delusional
I don't miss thrills
Even what nearly kills

Seek out the pauses
Out of any causes
Choking on my chain
Proceed to complain

But nevertheless
Lock me in this mess
I cannot unsee
I cannot disagree

Truth on hold
Still question why
Burning cold
As a morning lullaby

Never the case
You numb my face
Filter awful sort of thought
Any hate is being taught

If I break my leash before
If I take my money and go
Not to pay for words I say
Distant myself anyway

Cannot measure all my please
Hide my body from the pressure
Wish to mask the way talk
Melting seconds on the clock

Every year to be more clear
For the fear become sincere
Scared to stuck in getting better
By the any sort of matter

Never loss seem to be ready
Just got used to leave me empty
Don't force all in the past
That ain't gonna last

Memories comfort me
Beautiful and ugly
Drowning in bliss
No chance to miss
Straight to the core
Now better hurt more

Don't surcease
Or get down to your knees
Tattoo ink through current hour
Any time ain't getting sour
Wasted time on one another
You ain't fun, why even bother?
Hanging on my belief
But with no relief

Spread on me and never fade
Fires of the hope I made

Begins with our endings
All the human landings
Less than before
I tend to restore

Happiness medicine
Can't cover any sin
Digging in the sand
Attempting to pretend

Through any face
Pain tries to amaze
By their own
Echos in lone

Still nevertheless
Lock me in this stress
Guess the less by me
Bless the most by me

Memories comfort me
Beautiful and ugly
Drowning in bliss
No chance to miss
Straight to the core
Now better hurt more



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Writer(s): Boris Rykov
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